A Couple of Wedding Guests

Sierra had had enough.

She stormed into her hotel room shaking her head. This was supposed to be a nice romantic get away weekend. Sure they were at a friend’s wedding, but right now Sierra was consumed with annoyance that her boyfriend was busy getting shit faced rather then making sure he'd stay sober enough to make wild love to her.

Hell he probably will just pass out after the almost non stop 20 hour drive they took through bad weather to get here, Sierra thought as she removed her dress and unpacked her nighty to go to bed.

Or should she stay up to see how trashed he is? Sierra wondered, decidedly set on having retired from the reception.

Damian stumbled through the hall contentedly saturated in a buzz. He definitely had made use of the open bar, one he might yet make more use of. But first he had to find his girlfriend.

He had promised her a good time.

Pausing for a moment fumbling for his room key, Damian smiled to himself. He felt bad for Sierra, declining dessert out of concern for her waistline, imbibing little more than a glass or two of wine. Mostly because she wasn’t much of a drinker. And then leaving just as the dance floor really started heating up.

His cock ached with intent, as the room key swiped and the door knob clicked unlocked.

Sierra was washing her face when she heard the door open. Odd, she wasn’t expecting anyone until the bar closed or her boyfriend passed out. Which ever happened first.

Right now Sierra thought it was a coin toss between the two. Content her makeup was washed off for the nighty she gazed at how her D cups looked in the night. Pushing them up and together with her arms she noted how her erect nipples cried through the thin fabric for attention.

Pausing for a moment Sierra thought about how oddly she had been feeling hornier since they checked in. Dismissing it as anticipation for what was expected this weekend she shook her head and opened the bathroom door to see who had come in.

As Sierra turned the corner Damian pulled her tightly into a lustful kiss. “Didn’t think I forgot about ya.” Damian quickly brogued before thrusting Sierra backwards onto the bed.

As Sierra giggled impressed by the vigour of the kiss and being thrown on the bed Damian quickly pounced atop of her. His lips nibbled down her neck, one of his hands squeezed a breast firmly as the other pulled up the teddy, sliding beneath her panties and between her legs.

Sierra gasped, impressed and invigorated by the ambitious urgency that was being applied. She laid back relishing the lips migrating down her chest to a newly exposed breast. They danced between teasingly barely brushing her skin, kissing lightly, kissing deeply almost hickeying her pale skin, and gently nipping.

Sierra shook her long straight dark brown bangs from her face. She didn’t know what it was but everywhere Damian touched her seemed to burn and tingle with pleasure. She chalked it up to the moment, they always had lots of sexual tension and energy between them. Often discreetly teasing each other back and forth.

Sierra whimpered with disappointment for a half second before a stupid grin carved it’s way across her face. Damian had stood up ceasing his sucking on Sierra right nipple, but the tie and suit jacket had just flown across the room to compensate. He smiled at her with a sexy glint in his steely blue eyes, as he slowly swayed as he unbuttoned his way down to ripping his dress shirt out and off of him, quickly followed by the unclipped belt whipping across the room.

Sierra barely got a glimpse of Damian's hard rod between its exposure and Damian laying back on top of her, grinding it’s long hard shaft across her panty clad clit. “I don’t know if you want this.” Damian alluringly teased with a whisper. He kissed his way down to exposing her left breast for a suckle, squeezing it with its pair as he slithered his midriff back up on the edge of the bed stabbing his cock head directly onto Sierra's clit.

“OH.. . I want it.” Sierra gasped playfully with passion as her body squirmed with pleasure. “But can it handle me?” She then whispered in added response pulling Damian to her lips for a kiss by his short dirty blonde hair.

Standing upright Damian pulled Sierra right to the edge of the bed and made quick work of her panties. With an almost too easy fluid motion his cock impaled into Sierra as Damian flipped her legs up ninety degrees to her body up his chest and pinned them there as his hands held her hips steady for the hard and aggressive thrusts he began to pound into her.

Sierra had forgotten all her concerns about her intoxicated boyfriend just passing out. She found herself utterly surprised and delighted by the wild animal he had become as he seemed to hit all the right spots with each pound of his cock. She threw her head back and forth, arched her back, and moaned with delight at the primal pleasure she was receiving.

She was losing track of climax after climax, she half regretted not having a moment to feel the first orgasm to surge through her as Damian unrelentingly fucked her, slowly pressing her legs down on her chest as his hands began to grope and feel her up as the thrusts grew shallower, yet unyielding in their **** as Damian felt his cock marching towards cumming.

Finally, he felt it, as Damian made a final firm thrust pinning down Sierra's g-spot solidly throwing her upwards in orgasm. After holding there for a moment, staring intently at each other breathing heavily Damian pulled his cock out. Sierra content with where the night seemed to be ending haphazardly rolled over and began crawling across the bed, pulling the comforter loose to crawl under.

“You didn’t think you were getting off that easily.”

Sierra hadn’t time to register the statement before she shrieked in pleasant surprise as her ankle was firmly grabbed and pulled whipping her ass to the edge of the bed.

“I’m not done with you yet.” Damian added as his crotch pressed against Sierra’s ass and he bent over, laying the weight of his body on top of her.

Sierra looked over her shoulder in shock as Damian began kissing across her shoulders, teasing her with the head if his still rigid cock along her pussy lips. Sierra couldn’t remember ever seeing Damian so aggressive and ravishing in bed. She delighted in this change of pace with the harder fuck than normal. Gasping as his slick hard cock entered back into her, Sierra quickly found herself even more aroused as it started slowly speeding up, drawing a hard angle to penetrate into her pussy where it hadn’t pulled through in the previous position.

Like a train engine pulling out of a station the thrusts were powerful, slow and deliberate. Building up pace one after another into a steady fucking pounding that seemed to resonate across Sierra’ s whole body.

As Sierra moaned and gasped in orgasmic bliss into the blankets she felt Damian grab her short mousey hair and pull her face up as he kissed behind her ear. “I want to hear you scream in pleasure.” He moaned pleasurably, exciting Sierra as she stopped trying to suppress the pleasure burning the very fiber of her being becoming audible.

As Sierra began to gasp and moan more audibly, even screaming the occasional expression like “OH fuck!” She wondered just how long they’d been fucking. How much longer could they keep going? Was he getting bigger and harder?

Damian was finding himself aroused to new heights, between Sierra's loud moans and screams of pleasure, and the increasingly tighter feeling pussy around his cock he couldn’t feel more alive.

Grabbing hold of Sierra by the hair as her head arched up along his spine in orgasm Damian moaned alluringly to her once more. “I want you to scream LOUDER.” Thrusting heavier into her for a few moments as he bit her neck he paused to add, “I want the whole hotel to hear how good you’re getting fucked.”

Sierra shrieked in excited pleasure, any inhibition suppressing her expressions of pleasure overwhelmed by the idea of people in the hall, people in other rooms, even the hotel staff themselves hearing how good she was getting it.

She screamed in delight as the arousal grew, thoughts of hotel staff coming in to throw them out for the ruckus but stopping to watch them fuck so perfectly danced in her head as she screamed over the sound of her sweat covered ass being slammed against with each new thrust.

Sierra thought she had known good sex before, but now just the thought of being grabbed by the ankle made her mind swim in this delightful fuck. She could feel Damian thrusting more powerfully, hearing his breathing and groaning she smiled relishing the thought of him cumming in her once more, the thought of protection having not even surfaced beneath the tension of sexual energies.

Damian grabbed her hips and thrust as deep as he could feel the release of cumming into his girlfriend once more as they both cried out in pleasure.

They remained coupled together making out for a moment before Damian withdrew his impressively still rigid shaft. Sierra was collapsed on the bed, her body razed by the fires of pleasure as new fires of desire lit up. She could feel herself burning in delight as she felt the pleasure begin to subside.

“How are you not exhausted.” Sierra panted rolling over and licking her lips as Damian looked away from her in the mirror on the wall.

Sierra felt her heart jump as Damian turned around, his cock was bigger than she'd ever seen it, part of her was concerned only to be body checked aside by the excited thought of being fucked savagely again.

Damian had never noticed how built he was, his muscles seemed more defined, he never recalled having impressive pecs, and his cock. He felt the need to have it seen more.

“I’m feeling better than ever. I’m ready to go again, if you are.” He alluringly teased bending over Sierra and kissing the air towards her before turning to walk towards the door. “If you're willing to follow.”

Before Sierra could respond with an excited reply to fucking in the shower Damian strutted out of the room, naked. Was he going to fuck her in the hall way? Shouldn’t he have at least put something on? As Sierra's mind raced with new excited thoughts, fears, and surprise it all seemed to subside to the question of should she go after him?